She said he was just a friend,
and they only met that one time.
But he knew I liked her.
He said he was just a friend,
and they continued to meet, time after time.
But he said he didn’t like her.
I said he was just a friend,
and last I saw her, they held hands for the first time.
But he knew I loved her.
She said I was just a friend of hers,
and nothing could happen between us.
But it looked otherwise, I thought she liked me.
He said I was just a friends of hers,
and hoped that there was no bad blood between us.
But I felt otherwise, he stole her and I knew she liked me.
I guess now I’m just a friend of hers,
and I honestly still want that spark between us.
But she felt otherwise, she loved him and said I do
and that broke me.
Damn. That’s a real heartbreaking poem! Well written, I do hope it’s more fiction that reality. Cheers 💕
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Thanks! 🙂
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